#men..

I lay on my bed, looking at the quiet walkie talkie. Eddie has been quiet for the last couple days and I'm beginning to get worried. I mean, you would be worried  if your best friend was on the run from the police, wouldn't you?

I sat up on my bed and went to get up before I heard a crackle from the walkie talkie.  He's alive! I felt a wave of relief wash over me as I grabbed it and close my door. I go to speak but I'm interrupted by a soft groan and the noise of rustling sheets.  what is he..-

“fuck”

i should say something i really should but..- I then hear a wet noise through the walkie talkie.

oh.

“oh shit please-”

oh.

Does he know the walkie is on? I should turn it off, I don't wanna be a creep. 

“r-right there y/n…”

well, on second thought..

“oh god please.. please please please please-”

i always hoped he returned my feelings but this.. this only happened in my dreams.. he whined, burying his face with..something. I couldn't see him, obviously, but I could only imagine him hunched over.. thinking of me..g od, just the thought made my stomach fill with butterflies.

“you're so pretty when you..- hngh..” 

oh fuck. 

oh fuck

“you make me feel so -fuck..- good..”

oh FUCK. 

“please, shit n- y/n im-”

I pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming.  I can't be dreaming! And sure enough, I am wide awake. all of this is actually happening. 

“please please- sHIT im so fucking close” 

He's so pathetic. and he's all. mine.  he lets out a high pitched cry, which is quickly muffled by something covering his mouth. aww, how cute.

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